If I get locked up please pray.
That I get out before I lay in my grave.
Cause I don’t want to be locked up behind bars.
I’d rather just be in a mansion with my own fancy cars.
So you know I’m making wishes on them shooting stars.
Maybe one day they might come true.
I had a dream that with angels I flew.
And these angels told me the things I had to do.
One of these things was to just be real.
And I’ll get my dreams of dollar bills.
And I’ll never starve cause mama will always cook me a meal.
So I guess I’m going to have to do what the angels said.
Before my dreams don’t come true or I end up dead.
So I’m going to do good while you all try to bad instead.
Cause if you can’t do it you weak.
So your choice if you want to be in the court system for your life but I’d rather be free
So do your thing I’ll do mine peace.

Justin